[on Her Freedom Farm Cooperative:] If You

I Guess If I'd Had Any Sense, I'd Have Been A Little Scared [to Register To Vote] - But What Was The Point Of Being Scared? The Only Thing They Could Do Was Kill Me, And It Kinda Seemed Like They'd Been Trying To Do That A Little Bit At A Time Since I Could Remember.

It Is Only When We Speak What Is Right That We Stand A Chance At Night Of Being Blown To Bits In Our Homes. Can We Call This A Free Country, When I Am Afraid To Go To Sleep In My Own Home In Mississippi?... I Might Not Live Two Hours After I Get Back Home, But I Want To Be A Part Of Setting The Negro Free In Mississippi.

No. What Would I Look Like Fighting For Equality With The White Man? I Don't Want To Go Down That Low. I Want The True Democracy That'll Raise Me And That White Man Up Raise America Up.

If This Is A Great Society, I'd Hate To See A Bad One.

[my Father] Did Get Enough Money To Buy Mules. We Didn't Have Tractors, But He Bought Mules, Wagons, Cultivators And Some Farming Equipment. As Soon As He Bought That And Decided To Rent Some Land, Because It Was Always Better If You Rent The Land, But As Soon As He Got The Mules And Wagons And Everything, Somebody Went To Our Trough - A White Man Who Didn't Live Very Far From Us - And He Fed The Mules Paris Green, Put It In Their Food And It Killed The Mules And Our Cows.